Ruan Xingyu transmigrated into a Jinjiang wealthy families novel, becoming a flamboyant, failed social climber who couldn’t marry into wealth. He loved the young master Song Wei deeply, but Song Wei fell for his stepmother’s son instead. All he could do was wait for his wedding day, when his wealthy fiancé would be stolen by his stepbrother. ...Just destroy this world already! As a small-time worker in a world full of elites, he clung to his role until the wedding day arrived. His ceremony was extravagantly grand—even the groomsmen were all male lead material. For example, there was the epitome of Jinjiang’s noble male lead: scholarly, driving a black Audi, already the object of countless admirers despite his youth. A morally upright man who seemed untouchable—except by his wife—yet bore a black scorpion tattoo on his wrist. Or the charming, narcissistic celebrity male lead, whose car collection could host an exhibition. Even a single watch on his wrist was worth a lifetime of an average person’s toil. And then there was the tycoon male lead: towering at 190cm, commanding a business empire worth billions. A mere stomp of his foot could send tremors through the entire entertainment industry. Every other VIP present was at least male lead level. The wedding was so grand that everyone envied his luck—until the vows began. His stepbrother burst into tears, stepping forward to steal his groom. Overnight, he went from being the envy of all to a laughingstock. ...Finally, the day had come! Just as his eyes reddened, before he could even squeeze out a tear, he noticed the groomsmen staring at him with unsettling intensity. Then he remembered the first time he met these elites at a gathering. As a minor character, he stood behind his fiancé Song Wei, a dazzling burst of fireworks amidst the crowd. The elites had stared at him and told Song Wei: *"Your boyfriend is truly beautiful."